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Extra Reading An Adventure at Brownville: 1 ® Read About The Author of Ow/ Creek Bridge and Otj) Er Storjes. What
Extra Reading An Adventure at Brownville: 1 ® Read About The Author of Ow/ Creek Bridge and Otj) Er Storjes. What
Extra Reading An Adventure at Brownville: 1 ® Read About The Author of Ow/ Creek Bridge and Otj) Er Storjes. What
There was only one school in Brownville, and I was belonged to a man. It was a deep and musical voice
the only teacher. Brownville was a small town and -the voice of a singer. I could not see who was
had few young people, but many visitors stayed speaking, but I could hear the words clearly.
"Dor}'t threaten me!" the man said. "You can
there in the summer.
Brownville has some of the finest views in do nothing. Don't try to change anything, or you will
the state of California. The town lies between hills both suffer."
"What do you mean?" said the woman's voice
that are covered in beautiful, colorful trees. In the
hills, the air is fresh and clear. Many visitors came angrily. It was a cultivated voice -she spoke clearly
to Brownville to improve their health. They walked and well. ``Do you mean that you'll murder us?"
on the hills and breathed the good, clean air. lt was almost dark now, but suddenly I
I saw many of these visitors because I lived saw the two people among the trees. They were
in a boarding house. In summer, the house was standing on the path. The man was tall and slim.
full of guests and I talked to most of them. I ate He seemed to be wearing black clothes. But there
breakfast and supper in the boarding house and were too many shadows and I could not see clearly.
spent the rest of the day at the school. The woman wore a pale gray dress. They did not
The school was not far away. It was on the See me.
other side of a hill. The distance by road was about As I watched, the woman knelt on the ground
one and a half miles, but I knew a shorter way. I in front of the man. She held her hands together
could walk over the top of the hill in fifteen minutes. in front of her face. Was she begging for the man's
There was a path that ran through the forest 9n the help? Or was she praying that he would not hurt
hill. her? I did not like this scene. There was trouble
I came back along this forest path late one here. I stepped behind a large tree.
evening. It was the last day of the school year. When I looked at the path again, the man and
Tomorrow, the students' vacation would begin. I had woman had disappeared. I walked on until I saw
stayed late at the school because I had been writing the light of the lamps shining from the windows of
reports. the boarding house. The scene of the man and the
Suddenly I heard voices. One was a woman's woman in the forest stayed in my mind. It had made
voice, and she sounded angry. The second voice me feel unhappy and uncomfortable.
I saw some new guests at breakfast the next that they were about 18 and 20 years old. I finished
morning. A young woman sat at a table opposite my coffee and left the dining room quickly.
mine, but she was not the woman who I had seen I did not see the tall, slim man, but I heard
last night. him. He was in the garden of the boarding house.
Then a younger lady entered the dining room. As I had guessed, he was a singer. He was
The two young women looked very similar. They were practicing his singing. He was singing "La donna 6
both extremely pretty. mobile" -a song from Verdi's opera, I?/.go/etto.
When the second young lady spoke, I The singer had a very good, strong voice.
recognized her voice immediately. I had heard it in Maybe it was too good. Why was he in a simple
the forest. The two ladies were sisters. I guessed boarding house in Brownville and singing in this
way? I walked away quickly.
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